Comments about T. (no first name) Wignesan

The Sensation Of Nothingness, Translation Of Carlos Bousono's Poem: Sensacion De La Nada

Consider, no matter what, even something agreeablefalls so low: in the pureness of metaphysics, in the sublimebrightness of nothingness.In the cubic emptiness, in the numberof fire. It’s the bonfirewhich causes inanity to burn. In the centreno wind whatsoever blows. It is the firepure, pure nothingness. No being inhabited by faith, there is no extension. The reduction of the world to a point, to a number which suffers.Because it is hideous, a symbolical endurance, without the uncertain material which enlivens it.Is it the unwaveringness of ...